Date: Tue, 3 Nov 2009 11:41:31 -0800 (PST)
From: D One
Subject: The Colonel's Driver
Shawn Grey parked the jeep. He had spent a great deal of time not only
washing it but polishing it.
"What the fuck are you doing? That's a jeep not a Caddie" the gruff
Seargant blurted. Shawn ignored him and went about his work.
"Looking studly dude" the mechanic had been staring sometime. Shawn knew
it. But he ignored the guy. He had stripped to his military boxers to the
task and was hard at work.
"What are doing all that for?" the young soldier about Shawn's age
interuppted again.
"Look man, got to impress the hell of them so I can get driver duty for
Colonel Asper. Want him to think I treat his thing like this all the time."
Shawn
"Cool, I get it, we can steam clean the engine too" The guy lifted the hood
"And I got a couple of chrome...." he continued and without further
discussion was soon working under the jeep and on the engine.
The night had come and not only made all the others leave the compound but
covered their work.
"Shit man a jeep never looked like that on this base" the soldier,
Pvt. Marsh said standing proudly at the work he and Shawn had done.
"I bet. I just hope the Colonel doesn't want it to look this way all the
time" he smiled at the now shirtless grease smeared bare torso of Marsh.
Even his dog tags were smeared with the grease he had wiped off the jeep's
underside.
"Thanks man" Shawn patted the bare chest. The enlarged pecs had attracted
his attention earlier, but they had work to do.
"Hey no problem. If the man wants it to look like this all the time, I'll
help you" Marsh said enjoying the touch.
"Really?" Shawn said wondering if he could make that promise to the Colonel
the next day.
"And you too. Man you're a mess" he fingered the smooth belly that was also
covered in grease. His hand moved over Shawn's belly and under his
waistband.
"We need to make sure you look as good as this jeep" His fingers felt the
top of Shawn's curlies.
"That is if you want my help" Marsh smiled.
Shawn knew what the mechanic meant. Somehow without words, they had
communicated. He knew what the guy wanted and that he had thought the same.
"We'd make a great team" Marsh added, "me with my tools and you with that
body work" he patted the top of Shawn's crack which had been revealed by
his sagging boxers.
"Sounds good. Let me get the job first" Shawn saw the expanding crotch
under the boys camoflauge trousers.
"Well ok we can discuss that later then but what about now?" Marsh smiled
"What do I get for helping you now?" he smiled.
"You get my grattitude, I owe you big time" Shawn said grabbing his
discarded uniform.
"Oh yea, well let me know..." Marsh began obviously disappointed.
But his words trailed off as Shawn put his uniform in front of the boy and
knelt there. His fingers unbuttoned the mechanic's fly and pulled his
expanding cock out to his mouth.
"Oh shit" he hissed looked around to make sure nobody was watching. The
warm lips that surrounded his beefy dick began to milk him.
Maybe it had been the hours seeing the hot near naked stud crawl around, or
the promise of a more exciting encounter later but his body didn't hesitate
to feed Shawn's nursing mouth.
"Fuck man, I needed that" Marsh said.
"So did I, so did I" Shawn licked his lips as he dressed.
"Next Sir is Specialist Shawn Ryan" the young officer said "he's an expert
driver and has his own mechanic" the man stood at attention as if he were
on the parade ground of the academy. That indeed was where he was only
months ago.
Shawn had noticed him at the PX. "Sir, you just come in from the Point?" he
asked.
The young man was grateful for a friendly face despite the fact the guy was
an enlisted man. His blonde hair, dimpled smile and being the same age, he
identified a like spirit.
"Yea, fresh off the place."
They talked and laughed. The new officer was from Oakland. Shawn looked
delighted, he was from San Francisco, he lied.
They talked about places they knew. Shawn dropped a few names of notorious
shops and restaurants. Although he wasn't from there he had visited and
knew the ones to say.
The young guy looked around to see if anyone was listening, "Yea I know
those places, but we can't talk about it too uh loud you know."
Shawn knew. They found a place and enjoyed the touch and taste of each
other.
"Good job, can you keep that jeep looking like that always?" The Colonel
said
"Sir unless you need it to look more combat ready at certain times" Shawn
replied smartly but casually.
"I see your point son. Good idea. So you have a mechanic?"
"Sir yes Sir, we make a good team" Shawn said eyeing the young officer and
thinking what a great time the three of them would make.
"Good"
He knelt on the bunk. Marsh moved inside and clenched his hips. The news
was more then welcomed. He and Shawn were assigned to the Colonel as of the
next week and his reward was ready to be enjoyed.
They fucked for hours, Shawn never wanting the unbelievbly thick cock to
withdraw
"Wait till you meet, Lt. Conner" he panted "he's one of us, I think the
three of us are gonna have a great time. The old man wants to drive to the
cover for the Officer retreat, then tour the rest of the bases down south."
he breathed as he felt Marsh jam deeper into him. The mechanic was cumming.
"Shit man, do whatever we need to keep the old man happy, this is going to
make our time over here first class"
The driving was easy. Anticipating what the Colonel wanted was the Conner's
job. Keeping up appearances was Shawn and Marsh's job.
"Sir?" Shawn knocked on the quanset hut assigned to his new boss.
"Yes? Oh Grey. What's going on?" The Colonel himself answered the
door. Shawn knew that Conner had the night off.
"I have some news" Shawn had bribed the communications NCO giving the old
man a hand job he wouldn't forget.
"God kid, if you do that to yourself no wonder you look happy all the time"
the Seargant pulled his pants up and buttoned them.
"What?" The Colonel asked. Everyone knew he had been waiting to hear the
news.
"Can I be the first to congratulate the General?" Shawn had purposly
dressed in the casual civilian clothes that night although they were on the
base.
During their trip to the Cove, he had wore the same open front white shirt
and translucent shorts. The Colonel had commented several times on how good
he looked.
"Better keep you close by or some General will take you from me" he said
once. Shawn had already noticed the handsome drivers and aids the other
high ranking officers had. It wasn't difficult to realize what the powerful
officers assigned to this foreign country could demand with their wives
thousands of miles away.
"Sir" Shawn saluted. His boss for several months was promoted. The
announcement wouldn't be known for another few days. Even the headquarters
wouldn't know about it for two days.
"So somehow you found out before the boss?" The Colonell said speaking of
the Commanding General.
"Yes sir, just called in a favor" Shawn smiled. "Just a little handiwork"
he added as a private joke.
"You're kidding" The Seargant said "there's still a don't ask don't tell
policy in effect" he said.
"Nothing like that man, just two soldiers helping each other out, just
we're not in the shower" Shawn said "besides my boss is climbing the walls
waiting".
"What if he doesn't get it?" The man said his eyes looking the handsome
young soldier up and down.
"Well he'll get that news from me, not you" Shawn said "If he fires me
that's my gamble" Shawn said "So what about it?"
The Seargant was already on the radio contacting a friend thousands of
miles away who lived outside Washington, D.C.
Shawn was already fumbling with the man's fly under the desk.
"Good ok, great, I owe you one, in fact, we can discuss someone's orders
later and I'll make sure he knows who helped him get there" the man said
feeling the attentive tongue and hand on a place that nobody had been for
over a year.
"Sir you should celebrate" Shawn said looking around for a bottle.
"True true, we should." The Colonel now General said.
The bottle emptied after several toasts and stories of West Point antics.
"You know son, you should go there, you'd make a great officer. You seem to
know what's needed" The man touched Shawn's face.
Shawn didn't back away. He hoped what might happen would.
"Let me show you what I know you need" Shawn said as he moved.
The new General didn't move away. The sight of the thick blonde hair over
his lap wasn't a foreign view. The boy wasn't the first one that was turned
on by his rank or power.
He let it happen and Shawn swallowed him like a starving animal. "The boy
hasn't had a man's attention in a long time" the man thought "He's drunk
and so am I" he rationalized.
Shawn cooked the breakfast. He hadn't bothered to dress. The night next to
the older man was comfortable. The man's dick fumbled but found him the way
he hoped for in the middle of the night.
"Sir" he said announcing breakfast was ready.
The three celebrated themselves in the village. Their boss, the new General
had flown to Japan for the ceremony leaving them behind. The night was
theirs. And they repeated their occasional unlimited exchange of pleasures.
"Just to tell you I made a call" Seargant said on the phone. Shawn had
gotten the assignment he wanted. "You will be in the DOA office" he added.
Shawn had done his two years. The time driving the General had been
satisfying on several levels. Good food, fun trips, sex with his partners
often and with others now and then. And upon rare occasion he'd call his
boss "daddy" for those satisfying nights.
Now he was ready for the next assignment in Washington, D.C. where he
wanted to be.
"You need to call my friend Specialist Neville. And show him your uh
gratitude that special way you can" the man smiled. There had been several
favors since that first one. Sometimes he enjoyed Shawn's gratitude but
other times just the boys company was enough.
"Hey thanks Sarge, I'll make sure the General knows about you" Shawn said
"he already does"
"Good, but there's one thing I need to warn you about" the Sarge said.
Shawn sounded concerned.
"Neville is more serious about uh the uh gratitude thing. "
"Oh?"
"Yea about 9 inches more" Sarge said "have fun".
Shawn looked forward to showing the Specialist his gratitude for the orders
to DC. But first he had to say goodbye to a few people on the base...
starting with the General.